Prints of a Steed .:Semi-lit:. Accepting

[Merlin's Heir]

Ithildin
"Neither could I," I whispered, smiling softly. I stepped forward and nuzzled Death contentedly. Life was perfect. As I looked around again, I imagined what the hollow would look like in the future. I imagined mares drinking from the pool while foal chased each other around in circles. This was the perfect home, and the perfect place for a foal to grow up safely in.

[r u e s s]

Just Say It|Mare|4 Years and 21 days|Nightmare's Herd
Shay nuzzled Nightmare affectionately. He had led them to a safe place, a place to think over Pepper's death. Dropping her head to the green, untouched grass, she eagerly ripped up a few mouthfuls. I wonder if Nightmare was injured by the lion, she thought worriedly, her head jerking back up. Blowing into Nightmare's nosrtils lightly, "are you hurt?" Shay asked him.

Sergent|Stallion|6 years and 9 days|
Snorting, Sarge watched warily as the mare backed away. "What help do you assume I'm trying to offer, other than to show you a good place to get the muck off your coat?" He questioned, tail flicking the flies from his golden coat. He flicked an ear back, having heard someone approaching. Nyxia. Sarge felt glad that she had stayed at some distance, it wasn't going to help Zion if another horse crowded her aswell.

Spot The difference|Mare|6 Years and 2months|
Spotty sighed, thta she hadn't hurt the filly. Snorting, she reached out and touched the filly's small, but soft muzzle, blowing a hello into it. "Where's your mother" She asked, concerned. "It's not safe for a mare to go around unprotected, let alone a young filly."

[redbing0]

.:NYXIA:.
She turned to see Sarge, with another mare. Nyxia was about to move towards them, but thought against it. The mare looked.. Scared? Nyxia doubted her presence would help any more. She wondered what could have happened to her. She stayed watching, but she didn't move towards them.

[lonely.silence]

Lyrics of a Song

Lyric
Age: Foal
Gender: Filly
Foal of Spud's Band

Lyric paid little attention to what Unique and Spud spoke of instead trotting around the cave and exploring. A particularly large spider caught her attention and she nickered to it quietly in greeting. Obviously the spider gave no reply back and the foal looked rather disappointed. She nickered again to the spider before trotting off with an exaggerated sigh, "Be like that then." She mumbled grumpily.

Being Different

Unique
Age: 5 years 2 months
Gender: Mare
Lone mare

She winced at the thought of something happening to their foal and welcomed the stallion's affections. "I love you too." She breathed and gently nuzzled him. Her tail flickered back and forth slowly, contentedly and her ears began to droop slightly. This cave felt safe and being here with Spud and Lyric only made it feel more so. Lyric caught her attention with the nickers and she laughed quietly, "What an odd foal she's turned out to be." She smiled with amusement and cast a glance at Spud.

[Bad Habit]

((I just wanted to post and tell you I'll be posting an actual post, hopefully later tonight. Hurt my back and am on bedrest ))

[{converse}]

.: DANCE || WITH || DEATH :.
I snorted softly and moved a little closer to her, my body lightly brushing hers. The soft touch of her muzzle sent shivers down my spine. I stared into her deep brown eyes and smiled. Everything about this moment was... perfect.
(Fade to black?)

[DraftHorseLover]

♥Ƴσʋя Ɯσяƨт Иιɢнтмαяɛ♥

Name: Your Worst Nightmare,
Nickname: Nightmare,
Mood: Sad,
Talking To: No One,
Crush: Shay
Herd: Nightmare's Herd
Lead Mare: Might become Shay, (If she agrees and if more mares show up)

Ƭhe stallion nuzzled Shay back and sighed, lowering his head and neck. When Shay jerked her head back up, he lifted his, letting her blow into his nostrils. "I'm fine, just slightly shocked is all" He said, placing his head on her back and running it down her back. "I was wondering if you would like to be my lead mare?" He asked, snorting softly, looking into her eyes, his muzzle just touching hers.

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Name:Splashdown,
Nickname: Splash,
Mood: Confused, Tired, Scared,
Talking To: Spotty,
Herd: Loner,
Crush: No One,

Ƭhe spotted filly looked up into the mare's eyes. "I,I,I, I don't have a mama, she was killed" The timid filly answered, lowering her head down.

♥Ɖσи'т Ɔσʋит Ѧɛ Ѳʋт ♥

Name: Don't Count Me Out,
Nickname: Count,
Mood: Bored and Tired,
Talking To: No One,
Herd: Loner, but doesn't want one
Lead Mare: Only wants 1 mare.
Crush: No One

Ƭhe bronze stallion was walking along the forest edge when a huge puma leaped out and grabbed his neck, slashing his talons along the stallion's neck. Letting out a scream of pain and death, he landed down on the cold ground. Dead, the puma started eating him.

(Don't Count me out, is no more)

[r u e s s]

Just Say It|Mare|4 Years and 21 days|Nightmare's Herd
Shay nodded, relieved that he wasn't hurt. She sighed, comforted at his familiar, reassuring touch as she relaxed her tired body. Her ears flicked foward, at the sound of Nightmare's voice. Surprised, but flattered at being asked, she nodded. "Yes, I would be honored to be lead mare, when more mares show up", Shay replied.

Sergent|Stallion|6 years and 9 days|
Snorting, Sarge watched warily as the mare backed away. "What help do you assume I'm trying to offer, other than to show you a good place to get the muck off your coat?" He questioned, tail flicking the flies from his golden coat. He flicked an ear back, having heard someone approaching. Nyxia. Sarge felt glad that she had stayed at some distance, it wasn't going to help Zion if another horse crowded her aswell.

Spot The difference|Mare|6 Years and 2months|
Spotty inhaled sharply, shocked. Shivering slightly at the thought of what could happen to unprotected young, she reached down and nuzzled the young filly gently on her black and white neck. "How long have you been alone?" She asked, grooming her soothingly.

[Taisi]

Sorry... My mom took away my ipod, phone, and laptop.))

Spud smiled and nodded, "Just like her mother" he joked, nipping at Unique's ears. "She'll be a fiesty one when she gets older. I'd love to see the day when a stallion can get her into his herd." He kinda sighed, kinda joked. He didn't want hr to leave, but he knew she would have to.

[Merlin's Heir]

.: DANCE || WITH || DEATH :.
I snorted softly and moved a little closer to her, my body lightly brushing hers. The soft touch of her muzzle sent shivers down my spine. I stared into her deep brown eyes and smiled. Everything about this moment was... perfect.
(Fade to black?)

(Sure. Sorry I didn't reply sooner; I was visiting my cousins who live 3 1/2 hours away yesterday and we got home around midnight, so... XD)